"The jade ball is his now."

"Not from an old man like me."

The old man was a little disinterested.

In the short period of time just now, his mood had gone up and down several times.

The result was all in vain.

"I'm tired."

The old man lowered his eyes and did not look at the young man in front of him.

"You go."

"Let Xiaorong come over next time too."

…

"I know the meaning of your brother's last words."

Xiao Xiao did not beat around the bush or be vague.

The straightforward words made it impossible for the old man to even deceive himself.

"...Really? Really?"

The old man's voice was hoarse.

He suddenly sat up straight.

His wide-open eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

How can it be?

What does this young man really know?!

…

"The jade ball is not empty."

The young man's words made the old man open his eyes again.

No, not empty?

"What's really in the jade ball?!"

Did he guess correctly?!

…

"Um."

Xiao Xiao turned his face slightly, his eyes passing over the little monster standing next to his face.

…

"That jade ball..."

The old man is about to get up.

The jade ball was taken downstairs by the grandson.

At this time, the old man could not bear to doubt the authenticity of the young man's words.

For the first time...perhaps the only time, the last time...he had a chance to learn the truth about his brother's last words...

Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, he is not willing to let it go.

He... doesn't have much time left.

…

Xiao Xiao stretched out his hand and gently held down the old man.

The old man felt a soft force coming from him.

He sat back on the couch again.

…

"Old man, you don't need a jade ball."

Xiao Xiao sat back down, his eyebrows slightly arched.

"The jade ball is now empty."

…

"……ah?"

The old man opened his mouth wide, "Empty, empty?"

"What about the contents of the jade ball?"

The old man looked anxious.

His hands tightly grasped the armrests of the lounge chair.

Thin blue veins bulged on the back of the old hands.

…

"it's here."

Xiao Xiao stretched out his hand, and the bird fell down lightly.

He tilted his head and stared at the old man curiously.

…

"……ah?"

The old man opened his eyes, squinted, and then opened them again.

He rubbed his eyes.

The person moved a little closer.

But……

"No."

He still didn't see anything.

"There's nothing."

The old man pursed his lips impatiently.

He raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.

There was no joking in the other person's expression.

Did he miss it?

The old man carefully looked at the young man's open palm again.

Still nothing.

"young people……"

…

Xiao Xiao moved his hand.

The bird flew up.

The old man opened his mouth.

A look of eagerness and confusion.

Like a child trapped in a maze.

…

"Young man, what on earth do you want me to see?!"

The old man's annoyance was palpable, "Are you here specifically to tease the old man?"

…

"Old man."

Xiao Xiao's soothing tone inexplicably made the old man feel a little calmer.

The old man rubbed his forehead.

"Young man, don't make fun of the old man."

"This is really important to me."

"If you know anything, tell the old man."

"If you don't know..."
To be continued...